Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"When I met Luo Ye, he showed me a photo of the facade of the'I'm here' small hotel twenty years ago. What is strange is that the photo in his hand, we There is also one at home, which is exactly the same."

Luo Yangyang was talking, and his head rested on the canonized shoulder.

The hand of the canonization in the sheet gently stroked Luo Yangyang's back, listening to her carefully.

"Luo Ye said that the photo in his hand belonged to his uncle. Twenty years ago, Luo Ye's uncle visited the'I am here' small hotel, and my mother also came, plus two identical photos. You said, my mother and Luo Ye's uncle, is there a high chance that they will meet each other?"

When Luo Yangyang said this, his expression flickered slightly, a bit complicated and hopeful.

"Well, the chance of knowing is more than 50%." The canonization objectively commented.

"If, I mean if, if my mother and Luo Ye’s uncle knew each other. And Luo Ye’s name was taken by his uncle, and his uncle told him that he named him Ye because Ye Weiyang, my name It was Yang Yang. When I was young, my mother said that my name was also from Ye Weiyang. Then, Luo Ye and I were named Luo."

After Luo Yangyang finished speaking, she raised her head again, looking at the canonization seriously.

"Holy bastard, I have never seen my biological father, and I don't know what my biological father is called. My mother told me that my biological father had passed away when I was very young."

Luo Yangyang's two small hands supported the shoulders of the canonization, and moved his body up, looking at him with eyes to eyes and nose to nose.

"Do you suspect that Luo Ye's uncle is your biological father?"

The canonization was already in his mind, analyzed the matter carefully, and then came to a conclusion.

"Isn't it doubtful?"

Luo Yangyang asked with a serious expression.

"It is doubtful, very worthwhile." The canonization tone was quite positive.

"Although I also think it is doubtful, but on the other hand, I think it is unlikely."

Thinking of another possibility, Luo Yangyang's expression dimmed again.

"Talk about it." Fengshengdao.

"You think, Luo Ye is a foreigner, and his uncle must also be a foreigner. If Luo Ye's uncle is my biological father, then I am a mixed race, but you can see that I look a little bit like a mixed race. Therefore, I think it is unlikely."

Luo Yangyang lowered her head and turned her small face to his side, with her small head directly resting on the canonized face.

"Luo Ye has several uncles, but the uncle in his mouth should be Lancelot Godwin. Lancelot is not a pure British Isles, he is a hybrid of the British Isles and China."

Said the canonization.

"How do you know?" Luo Yangyang lifted his head, looking at the canonization with surprise.

"I should have told you that my mother is from the British Isles." Feng Sheng stretched out his hand and squeezed Luo Yangyang's face. "I saw Lancelot Godwin several times when I was a child."

"What does he look like?" Luo Yangyang stared at the canonization eyes very seriously.

She has never seen her father, and she has always known that her father is no longer in this world.

Now there is someone who is likely to be her biological father, and she can't help but be interested.